"What again do you want, woman? Guessed we made it clear to you that we do not want to see you around her no more. Better if you'll do the favor of returning to wherever the fuck you came from."
Jimin could feel the pressure of her presence heating on his mental ken. He couldn't handle it anymore. He was raging and felt like smacking her but he was very much a gentle one. And what gentle man in his right man would deem it sane to raise his hands against a lady. By extension, no man should even think of it.
He was doing a lot of thinking and he didn't need that.
He was standing at the door, and she was standing before him.
"I can see only a person around. Where are the "we"?"
She said, tossing her head to and fro as though she was bewitched. She didn't give a damn how mad or angry he was with her. She would get whatever she wanted and that was it.
If she wouldn't get it by the natural order, she'd go fetish. Or why the fuck was she a Nymph if she failed to ensure that?
"Nice play, whore."
Jimin pushed the words out as hardly as he could. But she wasn't moved by it. Or she didn't seem to.
"Language."
She put one of her left fingers to his lips. He felt the urge of biting the finger off, but that'd smear his pedigree of being civil.
He rather swiped her hand off with was close to a punch. She should feel the pain?
"What are you even doing around here? I thought you've been swallowed by some generous peril. You know, that'd be the nicest nemesis nature could lend you after making confetti of a family of three grown men."
She wasn't feeling him. He could tell from the way she looked at him. Her eyelids tossed to and fro by the pride swelling at the base of her jaws.
Well twas hard to tell if she had jaws. Skins like super thick fillets mashed her face into a proper circle. Hell! She was a beauty.
"Save me the sermon, Jim. I'm only here to collect few of my things."
She said.
"What things? Didn't you --"
She chopped his words by pointing that same finger on his chest.
He felt a force push him away from the door sideways, while she swayed in her heavy shape.
The door jammed itself.
Jimin's eyebrows were raised. A relative reaction.
He watched her move to the bed and sit.
He knew where that would lead to. He knew what kinda psycho she a was. She was hell of a Seductress.
But he wasn't like his elder brother, Lao Tzu, who had relocated because of her. He was living in the next neighboring villager, Uhukhi.
Lao Tzu had told him that he had no strength and grit to withstand her beauty. He would collapse under her wills and be made her puppet.
And knowing that she had caused what was close to the death of the eldest of the family and ruined the bond, he wouldn't want to have anything to do with her anymore.
But Jimin had promised to stand his ground. He wouldn't be sent out of his motherland because of some spiritual Seductress. He would fight her and wouldn't be swayed by whether or not her beauty.
And that was what he was doing. At least, what he thought he was doing.
"Lailah, I'm sure the bed ain't part of the things you came to grab. Plus, for the records, if there's any, I don't remember you bringing anything in here. You barely spent a night here. Cos I could recall that we were walked upon. Like caught in the act."
He stopped talking and walked to stand before her. He had his arms tucked into each other over his chest.
He sighed and continued,
"So, cut the charade and leave honorably. Like a sensible maiden. If you're one. Or, get thrown out cos I can't put up with your madness anymore. How the hell would go sleeping around searching for the biggest dick. Isn't that sick to you. Even if you're a Nymph, for all I care, don't Nymphs think?"
He was exhausted.
"You know what, I don't know why I'm having this conversation with you. Just stand up and walk out. Like right now!"
He barked. He was loosing it. His palms were running across his face and over his head.
And all the indifferent Lailah did was pouted, supporting her chin with her delicate hand.
"You seemed to had missed out a part. Maybe poor rehearsals."
She said and stood, measuring him up. There weren't much different in height.
She acted as though she was gonna run him over like a rollercoaster.
Jim couldn't take it anymore. He tossed his head to the left and brought his face closer to her. He could feel her rugged breath.
"You think this is a screenplay or some history rematch between Tetraites and Spiculus in Roman Colosseum?"
He screamed. She kissed him. Light and gently but he pulled his mouth away and almost slapped her.
"They weren't much of rivals."
She said moving closer to him as he moved backwardly.
"What history do you know? We send men against themselves and watch them dance to our tune. You should be honored that I want to lay with you."
He was thinking of what to do to her but his thoughts were crippled.
An instinct acted as a precaution and kept rehearsing that she was as dangerous as Armageddon.
He knew he would get to a corner of the room where he would have no choice but to stop and then would the beast in him be unleashed.
He got there. Now! Let's see the beast.
"Control me? You wish."
He hurled. He could feel the curve of the oak tree supporting the corner of the room poking his back.
"Let's see what you got then?"
She dared. Twas her thing.
He tried to slap her but he couldn't raise neither of his hand. He wanted to kick her in her Vulva but he couldn't move his leg. Neither could he move his head, though he badly wanted to headbutt her fucking gorgeous face. Damn! She was hell of a torment.
He was at that moment her puppet.
"Sweet talks, eh?"
She chuckled and began to blow him towards the bed.
"You know, I could make love with you while you stand?"
Her left palm was on his chest caressing. The caress had a force to it. Twas what pushed and turned him towards whichever direction she wanted him.
His legs were no longer on the floor. They got to the bed.
She released and he fell on his back in the bed.
"Do you like this?"
She climbed on him and began to rock her heavy body on him, her bounty boobs roughening his robe.
"How about this?"
She began to rub her hand over the erection.
Then there came a knock on the door.
"The stench was quite strong. I could still fill its pangs in my nostrils. Not sure if I'll get over it." The lady said. She was still in the gown she had on the previous day. She should be leaving the beach in few days if her husband refused to show up. The previous day, she had mistaken Ja Lia for her husband and vice versa. The similarities and correspondence of the occasion set the two off and left them with no choice but to get to know each other better. At least, better enough. "I'm sure she was here." Vulcan said as he took his seat next to her on the bench which was few metres away from the hut. "We are very much different I guess." She said, her arms dancing on the chair. Her moderate waist was bordered by the thick arms. Quite thick for a lady. "Myself and you or Lailah?"<
"What was she doing here?" Lao Tzu quizzed, still standing at the door of the room. Jimin was still speechless. He didn't know what to say to his brother. Twas quite obvious. What was there to say. The lady had been on him, sucking him and rocking his erection hardly. Lao Tzu saw it. Jim was seating on the bed and looking at his brother who was wearing an emotionlessly long face. He knew he was waiting for something. He wasn't a dummy of course. But he didn't know from where to start. He would look at him occasionally and throw his face away. Then Lao Tzu walked away from the door. Jimin stood up. Fair enough, he was still having his clothes on. He hurried and scrambled till he got to the door. Lao Tzu was under the oak tree opposite the house. He was facing the vast pl
"Was that why you left me back home?" She hurled at the man as soon as she got her words after the balance. Her eyes were tuning and Ja could only but watch. He wasn't really sure if that was the best way to start a conversation but twas never his own problems so he'd steer clear of it. "I have no idea what you talking about." The man said rather confused. He had a skin which looked like a gourd. Inside the skin gourd, there was coconut water in it. He wanted to make a little rite before drinking. He had just figured what he wanted to do before her arrival. "You won't. Probably she'd tampered with your memory too and now you're her puppet." She said again. The man occasionally looked at Ja Lia who made no comment. He was trying not to make the dark thought he was nursing survive
"I still don't get what the fuck is happening." Jim said pacing the aisle before the hut. He was distorted. His brain wasn't working the way it should. He didn't even know how twas supposed to work anymore. Tzu was over the street under the oak tree opposite the hut. Jim wasn't ready to go over to him. He felt like he should be able to have all under his control but he didn't. He stopped pacing for a while and began to walk quickly to the place where Tzu was seated. He didn't know if the elder brother would have the response he wanted. There was nothing to be scared of as he crossed the street. Carriages plied the route once in a fortnight. He walked a little farther after crossing the road and got to Tzu who met him with, "The imbeciles still in act?" Jim walked to the side of Tzu and helped himself to th
"You know this a wrong direction, eh?" Ja Lia said walking side by side with the lady. He didn't know what he was thinking or why he kept following her but time would test it. That was the belief that had been driving him till that point. And nothing had been tested yet. "I don't want to have to see him again." She said without looking at him. Not only were they or had they been working in the wrong direction. The pace they were covering per minute was nothing pleasant. Ja knew he could never walk that slowly. All was because of the lady. Why did he always have to be in a loo because of ladies. The sea abduction was because of a lady, Lailah. Now, he was straying away from the responsibility with another lady he knew nothing about other than she was pregnant and got jilted by her husband. What if things went wrong and Poseidon came
"You have an idea who bears the name Lailah?" He asked the rather in a haste lady who had a child strapped to her back. She obviously wasn't going home because that route she was plying only would lead to the sea. That was the third person he would accost on that route. And none of them seemed to have an idea who Lailah was. But he had thought that Lailah should be rather popular given by the thing she had said to him when they last met. Twas just an experience which he would love to have over and over again. He looked back briefly at the woman again. She was too young to be bearing such pain. She should be like Lailah, not like his annoying wife. He was walking towards the end of that path. There was a broad field before him. Like a lawn of earth. There was another path to the right of the end of that one he was
"You think that's a good idea?" The bare-chested fellow with what looked like a short made from the skin of some wild cats said to the two other men in the ship with him. They were at the shore of the sea and could see from where they were, a man and woman lying on each other as though they were dead. The other fellow whose bounty beards seemed dusty and grey had told the bare-chested to go and check if the man and woman were still breathing. The thought felt lame to him in the first place but found a pull to it. The ship was bordering the death of the waves at that time. Shallow enough for the fellow to step out. "It's just a look over then you return." The bounty bearded said. The bare-chested thought for a while, acting as though his inspiration was sucked from the face of the third g
"News got to me from your father before your arrival, dear Prince." The king of that village said smiling. He was royally adorned like every other king. Only that his seemed to be an excess of what you would expect. Well, twas very much hard to tell if he had done it because of the arriving son of the Duke or was used to it. "You look very much differently. Do you remember me? It's fifteen years now. You were five when we last met." The king kept flowing. The surrogate of the prince walked to the seat specially consecrated to him. The man was fidgeting, he was only there to meet Lailah but had made a mess of it all. He felt like telling the king about it but couldn't wield the words. Time would test his willingness. "Bring out the King's special." The king ordered the att
2 Weeks later. By the Sea. "What's the beauty of being a king if the queen is nowhere to be found?" Ja shot without looking at her. His face was glued to the hankering horizon and the lapping waves up ahead of him. He could hear the whimpering of the coral reefs and the wandering winds. Probably he was hallucinating. "I won't be gone forever, Ja. I couldn't possibly forget about you. I just have some scores to settle with Poseidon and I'll be back into the warmth of your trained arms. I tell you, it'll only be like a night sleep before I'll be back." Her arms were tucked into each other, folded over her ample bosom. She was also looking towards the sea, probably counting the strokes of the waves. "How about if you failed and that dickhead gains his control on you? What if he subjects you again and then locks
Inside a tree. "Oh well, there. Look who we have here. The king of Havila spending his last day in the tree." She said and closed in the space between the two of them. She was all over him at that moment. Then at once, she hugged him tightly. Like a bone crushing hug. Such hug he'd never received in his entire life. The consequence of such hug was the fact that, those two bounty boobs were pressed tightly on his chest and her nipples were about to slit his chest. He tried to put one of his legs on the bed like the lady so he could assume the right position. He did. He held her tighter than she held him. He was dragging her closer. He wanted his cock to fight its way into her pussy. But he couldn't achieve that. She felt warm under his touch. Her scent was glorious and the urge
The palace. Havila. "I know that several of you are bitter and sad because this stranger had been crowned as your king." Lailah started, pointing at Ja Lia as a reference to the word 'stranger' she had mentioned. Ja didn't bat an eye. He knew he could trust her on such stance. He just stood beside her. His eyes occasionally leaving the converged citizens for Lailah. "But there are few things you do not know that I'm very willing to let you know before I leave your midst for as long as possible." She continued, avoiding Ja Lia's gaze. Ja had shot an ogle at her because of the last phrase she had referenced. She hadn't told him that she would be leaving Havila, though he remembered her making some allusions several days back. Plus twould be quite illogical of her to leave Havila after he had just been recently crow
In the Palace. Havila. "We'll be asking you three questions." One of the chiefs threw at Ja. The chief's expression was betraying and by extension demeaning. Probably his own way of threatening Ja to give up before the time. Ja looked at Lailah who was seated by him. In only her face did he find his comfort. Several other faces betrayed his guts. His will to survive was always shallow whenever he gave them such stare. Or vice versa. Lailah nodded at him and he looked back at the chief and nodded. Not that he couldn't make decisions of his own but... whatever. What was the point of explanation? "Shall we get started?" Another of the chiefs asked him. That was the same question he was asked yesterday before everything went rogue and some of the conspirators broke into the square to ruin him. He didn't want to bring back th
The coronation. Havila. "I'm not ready for this." Ja whispered into Lailah's ear. He wished he could whisper into her mind and heart and every other parts of her body that would make her take him seriously. She's just too playful and daring. Those should be cute and sweet qualities, but not at that moment. Not on a day, which was called his coronation day. "Are you really sure about this?" She asked to his dismay. He looked at her. He wanted to dismiss the urge to listen to her but he was moved instead. Was she really being considerate? Unusual as it seemed. He stuttered, "Yes. I'm not ready for it. Not today, maybe some other day. I appreciate your effort but I don't have the resources from their tests. Even though I'm yet to know what they are." She smiled and replied, peace splattered on
Inside a tree. Havila. "What were you thinking?" Ja Lia was eating her up with an odd ogle. He wished he could do more than that. If twere possible to scold someone with looks, he would had done exactly that. But she only sat on the bed smiling, probably making a joke of him. He wasn't vexed. He was acquainted with her nuances. "You could had gotten the both of us killed. I'm sure you knew that." He shot. He saw seated on the chair opposite the bed. The room was illuminated with blue rays that day. He sure didn't know how she came up with the tricks. "It's a slap in my face that you still fear whenever you're around me." Her countenance had fallen. Well, you might think she was sad or something close to that, but in no time she could burst out laughing again. Such was her art. 
Before the palace. Havila. "Citizens of Havila." Lailah said for the hundredth time, trying to fight her way around words. Yet the vociferation of the lots kept outweighing her voice, swelling in size and number. All she kept hearing was, "Fuck off bitch!" "We deserve justice!" "Lailah must die!" "All the strangers must go." Lailah at a point was forced to resort to her dark magic but she didn't want to. She wanted everyone to have a shot. A chance of lending his or her voice. The days of anarchy and coercion were gone. But the only thing which could steer the beast in her was if anyone lay their hands on Ja. She might set the fellow on fire. "Die, Lailah, Die!" One of the men hurled stone at h
The Palace. Havila. "This is just ridiculous." Jim gave up on trying to get to Lailah. He didn't know why Ja was so protective of her. The bitch who had caused all of them such great harm. He wished he could just hold her in his hand, that her blood may be dried. "Let her be." Tzu called at him, but he shot him an odd ogle. He couldn't hold back the cuss, "Have you ever had a choice? You're just being turned about and tossed around as though you don't have brains. Or probably they don't work." Tzu stood up at that. He wouldn't take such insult from his insolent younger brother. "Now let's trade fist. You think you're now a man and can say whatever you want?" Tzu was walking closer to Jim with such long face assorted with determination. &nbs
Before a tree. Havila. "How soothing it is to feel the caresses of the cruel nature again." Ja praised, his face washed by the bellowing breeze sent by the wandering winds. He had his left hand in Lailah's right. Both of them were standing before that tree. "You never left the comfort of nature. You only travelled through channels." She corrected, squeezing his palm gently. She looked at him and he brought his face close. He kissed her. Quite the brief one. "Comes the time to know of few of my arts when I was gone from the tree. Your cherished question." She said. He felt excited at that. But soon, concern splattered across his face. He didn't leave her wondering, "What of the people of Havila? They sure know the both of us and wouldn't be pleased seeing us together." She smiled